When Inuyasha woke up, he squinted against the morning light that streamed in from the window. He glanced down, and noticed the cheek that was pressed against his chest, the body that was tangled with his own. He felt her hand resting on his shoulder, her breasts pressing into his skin.

Flashbacks to last night flooded his mind. The feel of her walls, the way she cried out his name, and he moaned hers. The nails that dragged along his back, the way her mouth felt around him. How she absolutely melted into his touch, filled with a level of desire he'd never even seen before.

He was rough with her, but she wanted that.

He wasn't going to object, either.

For a few moments he panicked, thinking he was late for training, but the nerves quickly settled when he realized that he was taking a rest day. Once that was settled, his mind drifted to Kagome.

Specifically, what to do with her.

His arm was still wrapped around her shoulders, and he watched for a few seconds as she nuzzled closer to his chest, positioning her ear right above where his heart beat, her hand moved, resting on his chest. He'd no idea what to make of the situation, or even how he got into it.

Well, he did know how he got here, this time, anyway.

Again his mind filled with images from last night. The way she moaned his name, the feeling of her nails scratching against the skin and muscle of his back. Her thighs, and how supple her skin felt in his hands. The way he pressed kisses into her skin with such fever, such hunger, such desire. His mind replayed the images of last night and he…

He liked it.

He felt Kagome stir awake, and his body stiffened, watching with a bit of wonder as her honey brown eyes opened, taking in the view from the window of his room.

"Good morning." Inuyasha said softly, brushing her bangs out of her face. Kagome glanced in his direction, smiling.

"Hi." She said, her voice groggy. "How long have you been awake?"

"Not long." He responded, "maybe...20 minutes?"

"That's a long time to be awake and not be able to move." Kagome said, her head still resting on his chest. Inuyasha hummed, unsure of where to put his hand now.

Last night he didn't need to question it.

But that was last night.

He settled for placing it back on her shoulder. Kagome yawned, before propping herself up with her elbow, running a hand through her hair. He watched as she moved to get out of his bed, and stretched before bending down to grab her clothing. She pulled her shirt back over her body, slipped back into her panties and looked over to Inuyasha, who was looking at her.

"What?" She asked, fighting back a smile.

"Nothing." Inuyasha responded, settling back into his bed.

"So…" Kagome started, as she sat back down on his bed, "about last night?"

"What about last night?" Inuyasha asked, shrugging his shoulders.

"These walls are pretty thin, and we were pretty loud." Kagome said, her cheeks flushing.

"So?"

"Oh my god, you aren't shy about this at all, are you?" Kagome replied, shocked. Inuyasha shrugged his shoulders again.

"We're all adults in this place," he said, "No reason to shy away from sex."

"I guess you're right." Kagome replied. "After I walk out of this room though, this," She motioned between them with her finger, "stays between us. It did not happen."

Inuyasha's eyes darkened slightly, but he didn't say anything to oppose her, he merely nodded his head. "Fine."

It was one of those days, where the sky never cleared up and it was perpetually cloudy. Rain seemed like a looming threat, and Kagome constantly looked out of her bedroom window. It was cold, rainy, and all around just not good weather. She hated it.

Well, she was okay with it. It meant that she had an excuse to lay in bed all day and watch bad romantic comedies. On another hand, it meant she couldn't really do anything but that. She felt confined to her room in that respect.

There was also the added complication of the fact that she had just had sex with Inuyasha last night for the second time, except this time she was sober for it so she could remember a lot more about it than the first time.

A lot more.

God he was...dirty. The things he whispered to her, the way his hands tangled into her hair and pulled. The way his hands; big and strong and rough squeezed gently at the sides of her neck like she asked him to. The way he kissed her—like she was the only woman on earth, the only woman he saw.

The memories of last night sent a chill down her spine.

She hadn't told Sango, god no. How would she?

Hey Sango, I fucked Inuyasha again and it all started because I opened up about myself! But I opened up about myself because I found out he's an alcoholic! Just how desperate did she have to be to initiate something like that?! He was attractive, sure...he was stunning but...god damn it!

The thought of having sex with him was something that was everpresent in the back of her mind. Sometimes a little too present. It was just something about him that just so fucking alluring and she was upset that she'd let that part of her get the best of her yet again. Kagome grabbed onto her pillow, and threw it onto her face, biting into it as she let out a muffled scream.

Okay, well, at least the first time wasn't entirely her fault. He started that one, he completely started that one. That one was all on him.

Well, was it? She definitely let him, and she definitely played into that one.

Just like he played into it this time around, Kags, c'mon! You got laid and you're acting like your life is over. You got laid by Inuyasha fucking Takahashi, do you know how many girls would love to be in your position right now?!

She sighed, pulling the pillow away from her face. She realized that she had a point. It was good sex.

Amazing sex, even.

Sure Kagome wasn't the most popular girl at college, but that didn't mean she hadn't gotten her fair share of action to compare him to. And no matter who she compared to him to…he was definitely the best sex she had.

He's also an athlete; that plays in his favor. And other things, too.

Finding herself in a quiet room, her mind began to wander again. And of course, as fate would have it. It wandered back to Inuyasha.

Cocky, arrogant, stubborn, rude, bad, bad, bad Inuyasha.

Fuck.

Her mind wandered back to last night, memories from the night filling her mind like a fucking montage. The way his hands traveled her body, getting to know every single bend and curve. The feel of his lips against her skin, how his hands wrapped around her wrists, holding her in place.

She had to bite her bottom lip to keep the whimper from escaping her lips.

He was just..so…

Ugh.

She didn't like his personality. She truly didn't. He was definitely entitled and cocky and rude and all the bad things that she had heard, that much was true. But sex with him was like esctacy. He just knew her, somehow, someway.

As if he'd made love to her before, in some past life.

Her phone buzzed, and she felt around her bed to locate it. Her fingers wrapped around it as she brought it up to her face, reading the text message from Sango.

[Sango Mango: Bitch! You're on TV!]

Curious, Kagome tapped on her message, and looked at their text thread. Sango sent her a picture of her TV screen.

"UFC star, Inuyasha, and his girlfriend, Kagome, relax and cool off by the pool at his remote Vermont property." The headline read.

Kagome's eyes drifted up from the words to the picture they'd used. Again the question of how the fuck do they get those pictures resurfaced, but Kagome pushed the question aside for now. Instead she focused on the picture.

Kagome sat with her back to the camera at the edge of the pool, while Inuyasha walked over to her, his head turned in the direction of the camera, eyes staring directly at it as if he'd known they were watching. He didn't look too pleased to be photographed.

[Oh god; can we do anything together without those damn stalkers getting pictures?]

A few minutes later, Sango responded.

[Sango Mango: Pfft, no! Also that bikini color is gorgeous! I told you you should've gone with the red!]

[Lol. Yeah, I guess. I miss you! 3]

[Sango Mango: Miss you more bubs! 3]

Kagome threw her phone back down, and stared up at the ceiling. Her phone buzzed again and she groaned, reaching for it and looking at the message. It was from Miroku, from what Kagome could make out it was a picture of Sango sitting in front of the television excitedly watching the segment.

She didn't really feel like opening the text.

The storm outside grew stronger, she could hear the thunder, and part of her wondered if the power would go out. Her question was answered a few seconds later when the power cut out, and the house fell completely silent. She heard a door open, and Inuyasha cursed into the hallway before the generator kicked in, and the house hummed back to life.

"That's what I thought!" He shouted, slamming his door shut. Her own door rattled with the force. Annoyed, Kagome jumped out of her bed and opened her own door, determined to shout back at him. But as she stood there with a hand on her hip and an angry look on her face, she was frozen. Unable to speak, as if the cat had gotten her tongue. Instead she huffed, and slammed her door in response, she turned on her heel and threw her body back onto the bed, banging her head into the soft mattress.

She hated this feeling.

She hated feeling conflict within herself.

She did not like him. Not at all, but...god.

God. Does he have to be good at everything?!

What felt like hours later, Kagome heard the power go off again and she frowned into the mattress. There was absolutely no way this was happening again.

"Myoga!" She heard Inuyasha call, coming out of his room. Kagome got up, and opened her door, using her phone as a flashlight to illuminate the hallway.

"What the hell is going on?" Kagome asked, leaning in her doorway.

"Generator went out." Inuyasha responded. "I swear I'm gonna sell this place."

"I thought you liked it here." Kagome teased, a small smile forming on her lips.

"Yeah I did. That was before it started stormin' and the power went fucking out." Kagome shrugged her shoulders.

Fair enough, she thought.

"Anything I can do?" Kagome asked, and Inuyasha tossed something in her direction. She caught it and looked down at it. "A lighter? But you don't have candles."

"Kitchen, in one of the cabinets. There should be some in there." Inuyasha clarified, shrugging on his coat. "Damn fucking house—I should've gone with the other one."

"It's an old property, Inuyasha." Kagome grumbled, "The power's gonna get a little weird when it storms."

There was this game that Kagome used to play with the few friends she had in college. She called it the Trust Game. They would play it every so often, whenever they felt like they were drifting apart. The rules of the game were simple.

You had to sit in a dark room, the lights had to be completely off and they all had to sit in a circle.

One by one, they would each take turns talking about something they struggled with. No topic was too big or too small, no struggle too insignificant to share.

Whatever was shared, stayed between them. No one was to share it with anyone outside of those who played the game. If you felt uncomfortable with something being shared, you could leave and come back later.

If you had nothing to share, you would pass.

It was a simple game, and was a good way to pass time, especially at the end of spring semesters, when campus died down and academics drifted away.

She wasn't sure how she managed to do it, perhaps it was the simple fact that their electronics had died, and they were stuck in a house with no electricity. But Kagome had managed to convince Inuyasha to play. Of course, the room they were in wasn't completely dark; there were a few candles lit, but it was dark enough.

"The rules are simple." Kagome said, sitting across from him on her bed. "We take turns sharing things about ourselves...nothing is too big or small to share." She looked in his direction, only able to make a small portion of his face out from the darkness. "If you feel uncomfortable at any moment, you're free to leave." She said, pointing toward her bedroom door.

"This feels like a seance or some shit." Inuyasha grumbled, but he reluctantly listened to her instructions. What else was he to do in this place, anyways?

Kagome laughed at his joke, and he found himself smiling a little. "Ready?"

"Wait." Inuyasha said, sighing. "I already learned some deep stuff about you—so what do we share now?"

"21 questions?" Kagome suggested, raising her eyebrows. "That can get pretty deep, actually."

"...Fine." Inuyasha said.

"Do you want to start or?" Kagome said, and Inuyasha held out a hand.

"Let me think." Inuyasha said, and then soon after asked his question. "What's the wildest thing you've ever done?"

Kagome laughed at his question. "How about fake dating someone for a million dollars?"

Inuyasha took a second to consider her words. "I mean...if I were you, I'd do it too." He shrugged.

"How about you, hm?" Kagome hummed, giving him a lazy smile. "Wildest thing you've ever done?"

"...I don't know." Inuyasha said. "Probably move to the United States with nothing, and everything on the line." He continued, "what's even crazier is the fact that everyone followed me here."

"A testament to their love for you." Kagome said gently, making Inuyasha scoff. "Alright...if you were an ice cream flavor, what flavor would you be?"

"I don't know, Kagome. Don't you have an idea for this one already?" Inuyasha purred, causing Kagome to choke on her spit. He smiled a little bit, secretly content with the reaction his cheeky comment drew out of her.

"That was uncalled for." Kagome snorted, shooting him a glare. "Answer the question."

"I don't think I'd be an ice cream." Inuyasha said, "I'd probably be more like a gelato...like a chocolate gelato."

You are not wrong there, buddy. Kagome thought to herself, before he flipped the question onto her. "Oh, me?" She started, scratching at the side of her head. "Geez...I don't know, um...maybe cookie dough?"

"Really?" Inuyasha asked, raising an eyebrow. "Cookie dough?"

"What! Everyone likes cookie dough!" Kagome said defensively.

"I've never had cookie dough ice cream." Inuyasha announced, and Kagome saw this as her chance.

"I mean…" she looked away with puckered lips. "If we're going by your logic of having ideas…" Inuyasha's smile was wiped from his face.

"Oh that was smart." He said through laughs. "What's something you hate to do, but have to?" He asked next, tilting his head.

"Oh, oh! Going to our coffee vendor." Kagome responded quickly, groaning. "Don't get me wrong, I love their coffee. I wouldn't buy it if I didn't love it, but that man can be sure a bore."

"Probably meetings with my lawyers for me. They're boring, and say the same shit at every single meeting." Inuyasha sighed. "I was on the phone with Jaken the other day, and my god...his voice."

"Annoying?"

"You need to hear it one day, you'll laugh, I promise." Inuyasha said. "He's a helluva attorney, but his voice is just...yeah, not pleasant."

"Biggest social media pet peeve?" Kagome asked, and she grimaced after asking the question.

Inuyasha took a few moments to think, before he responded carefully. "I think...nudes. Like, women sending me unsolicited nudes. Or —this is before you, of course— but when other celebrity women or influencers would...post thirst traps and tag me on it. Like...okay? What did you think that would get you?"

"Yeah that's...annoying." Kagome said. "Mine is...actually the exact same thing. Men keep sending me DMs on insta, but it's really only because I'm 'dating' you now and it's very annoying."

"Really? Interesting." Inuyasha said, nodding his head. Kagome could hear the switch in his tone of voice, the slight jealous, almost angry, note to it. It was silent for a few minutes, with Inuyasha trying to think of a question. "How many people have you told "I love you" to, but like, in a romantic way?"

"Oh gosh." Kagome said, feeling herself getting embarrassed. "Um...uh…"

Her mind drew a blank.

Think!

"Is this counting like...relationships that didn't last very long?"

"Did you tell them you loved them?"

"...yes?"

"Then yes." Inuyasha said.

"Okay so...four people." Kagome said, holding up four fingers. "Hojo, Joshua, Xavier, and Gannon."

"Two." Inuyasha said. "Enju, and Kikyo."

"I've heard of Kikyo." Kagome shared, although there was a bit of a bitter note in her voice. Kikyo was a little bit of an enigmatic celebrity to Kagome. Everyone mentioned her and talked about her, but she'd never seen pictures or any trace of her in Inuyasha's life, besides when he talked about her.

As for Enju? That was the first time she'd ever heard that woman's name come out of his mouth.

"Enju?" Kagome asked.

"Long...long story." Inuyasha said, waving a hand dismissively. "Not a big deal, but a long story."

Kagome got the sense that he didn't want to talk about her, so she changed the question. "Favorite thing about yourself?"

"...skip."

"Okay." Kagome said, quickly asking another question. "What was your first kiss like?"

"Oh fuck—" He nearly fell off of her bed with the laugh he let out. "That's wild! I haven't thought of that in...maybe….gosh...12 years? Let's see...it was with this girl named Abi. She was in my gym class, I thought she was really cute, but then again I was like...11? Does this even count?!"

"Yes!"

"Ugh! Okay! I think...think Miroku dared me to go do this and I was like 'sure' because I was a dumb fucking kid. So I marched my ass right up to her and gave her a kiss on the lips. God it was...horrible, wet, awkward. She had braces! I cut my tongue on them."

"Ew!" Kagome laughed, "Inuyasha that's gross!"

"I was eleven!"

"Still gross!"

"Oh, alright then! What was your first kiss like?!"

"I..you..what?! P-PASS!" Kagome stuttered, throwing a pillow at his head.

"Alright, alright, what was your best kiss like, then?" Inuyasha asked, staring her down. "Including the ones we've shared. I won't get offended if you say it's not me. Promise."

Kagome knew that was impossible. Of all the guys she'd kissed, he definitely took the cake. Especially their first kiss from last night. There was just something different about kissing him specifically.

Maybe it was the general dislike she had for him.

"That's the thing." Kagome admitted. "It is you, unfortunately."

"What do you mean, unfortunately?!" Inuyasha asked. "Also, really?"

"I was joking, Inuyasha." Kagome said. "And yes..really."

"Trying not to get a big head over here." He joked.

"Oh my god you are unbearable." She sighed. "But yes...it's you. Not sure why, but...it's you. That kiss from last night…"

"What, Kagome?" Inuyasha asked, twirling the tassel of the decorative pillow between his fingers.

"I don't know...it was just...a really good kiss."

"I know." Inuyasha said, and again it fell silent.

"What was yours?"

"Hm?"

"Your best kiss. What was it?"

Inuyasha took a moment to think, before responding. "Probably the last kiss I ever had with Kikyo."

Kagome felt that...somewhere. Somewhere, in the deepest darkest corner of her soul, was a carnal desire for him, a genuine need to satisfy him. A part of her that she was undoubtedly, wholeheartedly, ashamed of. A part of her that she'd had no idea existed until that moment—and it was scary.

That part of her soul?

It broke a little bit when she heard that.

"Best sex?" She asked, wanting to take the conversation in another direction. "Was it Kikyo?" The way she said her name, as if it was some type of venom, or bad word. It shocked, even herself. "I'm..sorry."

"No, it wasn't her." Inuyasha said, choosing to ignore the switch in her tone, the subtle twinge of jealousy, or was it annoyance? "If I'm being honest, it was with you. Last night."

That little, tiny part of her soul? The one she was ashamed of?

It grew a little bigger after that.